| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Samuel Johnson. (17091784) (continued) |
| | | 3991 | Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate? |
| Vanity of Human Wishes. Line 345. |
| 3992 | | For patience, sovreign oer transmuted ill. |
| Vanity of Human Wishes. Line 362. |
| 3993 | Of all the griefs that harass the distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest. 1 |
| London. Line 166. |
| 3994 | This mournful truth is evrywhere confessd, Slow rises worth by poverty depressd. 2 |
| London. Line 176. |
| 3995 | | Studious to please, yet not ashamed to fail. |
| Prologue to the Tragedy of Irene. |
| 3996 | Each change of many-colourd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagind new. |
| Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre. |
| 3997 | | And panting Time toild after him in vain. |
| Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre. |
| 3998 | | For we that live to please must please to live. |
| Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre. |
| 3999 | Catch, then, oh catch the transient hour; Improve each moment as it flies! Life s a short summer, man a flower; He diesalas! how soon he dies! |
| Winter. An Ode. |
| 4000 | Officious, innocent, sincere, Of every friendless name the friend. |
| Verses on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet. Stanza 2. |
| 4001 | In miserys darkest cavern known, His useful care was ever nigh 3 Where hopeless anguish pourd his groan, And lonely want retird to die. |
| Verses on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet. Stanza 5. |
| 4002 | And sure th Eternal Master found His single talent well employd. |
| Verses on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet. Stanza 7. |
| | Note 1. Nothing in poverty so ill is borne As its exposing men to grinning scorn. Oldham (16531683): Third Satire of Juvenal. [back] | Note 2. Three years later Johnson wrote, Mere unassisted merit advances slowly, ifwhat is not very commonit advances at all. [back] | Note 3. Var. His ready help was always nigh. [back] |
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